Toward the end of June, I once again visited Wolf Park in Indiana. I had been once before about six years ago and wanted to repeat the experience. This time, we all made the trip, "all" being Jim, Rhiannon, Gael and I. It's about a nine-hour drive, and we made the trip with only some minor problems. When we reached Indiana, our GPS gizmo decided that we were in the middle of a field and kept telling us it was "recalculating." After clearing it and reentering our destination a few times, to no avail, we finally unplugged it and relied on an old-fashioned, fully functional road map, which never had to recalculate even once.